He transmigrates to the Ming Dynasty and takes over the body of Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Di’s eldest grandson.
Zhu Zhanji, the favored grandson upon whom everyone had pinned their hopes, faces a future of premature death. His response: “Do whatever you want. The throne is mine anyway. I’m going to focus on my health, and no one can stop me!”
General at the front: “Report! Ma Hamu is leading troops against us. His Highness the Crown Prince has taken command and gone to battle!”
General at the front: “Report! His Highness the Crown Prince is sweeping through the enemy ranks and has slain their vanguard general!”
General at the front: “Report! His Highness the Crown Prince has retreated!”
Zhu Di was startled. “Why has my grandson retreated?”
The general hesitated. “The Crown Prince said... said... he’s taking a nap...”
All the generals were stunned.
Zhu Di slapped his forehead and massaged his temples. “T-Then we’ll fight again tomorrow. Sound the retreat!”
The eunuch accompanying the army stood up. “Your Majesty, about tomorrow...”
Zhu Di frowned. “What about tomorrow?”
The eunuch replied, “Tomorrow is the weekend, and the Crown Prince has both days off...”
Zhu Di flew into a rage. “That little...”
